Pale Prophets

(By The Marked One, 127/031)
Paternal wisdom
of divine proclaimed knights
empowered by faith
in self righteous delight.

Pale prophets
blur the vision of youths
Uniting them ignorant
in blindness that soothes.

Their mischievous minds
sown veils of belief
deluding their vassals
shamelessly without grief.

Throughout their altars
spreads the stench of decay
upon their servants
in eternal dismay.

Undeath

(By The Marked One, 126/031)
Symptomatic behaviour
between everlasting lines.
The complexity of reality
unbearable to withstand.

Bewitching pictures
hold your heart in their clutch.
Wights of ages forgotten
exausting your house.

Seemingly misguided
almost catatonic at sight.
Sinking slowly
a total collapse.

Your body,
a cage you cannot escape.
Desperate, suicidal
but it's already too late.

The Monkey Business

(By The Marked One, 125/031)
Deprived from the tirany
of mortal sensations.
Drugged and deafened
to earthly endeavour.

Endless escalation
Of universal numbness.
Deemed unworthy
Thusly denied.

I collapse gently
into a suspended animation.
Lidless eyes
devoid of hope.

Holy enquire

(By The Marked One, 124/031)
Godless rays of diminished light
perforate through distorted lenses.
Aberrated images pollute the air
consuming your indignified self.

Your comical self righteousness
has gotten you only so far.
Your questionable beliefs
have deluded you so long.

Justifiable means to an end
you impose ignorance to others.
A legacy once damned
now a holy enquire.